Jan 11, 2004 13:46
It was a strange feeling, as I stepped into the very toilet that my grandfather died in.
It was a funny but good feeling, as my delayed departure from Singapore saw me sending off people who were suppose to leave later than I, and meeting people who were initially returning after my departure.
It was an indescribable feeling, when the first girl I ever loved replied to my internet message about dreaming of her, to say she is in Singapore, and asked me to contact her.